"It's beautifully written. Use a little more effort when you draw the turning point."
At the Yang family's dining table, Yang Yi was teaching his daughter how to write in her notebook. Recently, because the children had basically adapted to the kindergarten life, the teachers also began this semester's curriculum. Of course, it was not very complicated, just learning how to write.
Starting from the stroke and the press, starting from the Arabic numerals, the children began to come into contact with the field of words.
However, what made Xixi a little unhappy was that the teachers also began to give her homework after class. Although it was not much, just copying two pages of the strokes that she had learned today, it was undoubtedly an unacceptable shackle for the little girl who could play happily and even watch TV when she went home.
"PaPa, I'm tired of writing, can you help me write?" The little girl looked at her father pitifully and said coquettishly.
At this moment, the little girl's thought must be: "I'm not happy, I just don't want to do homework …"
"No, how can you let your father do your homework for you? You told your father the day before yesterday that Teacher Mu taught you a word, what is it? " Yang Yi somewhat ruthlessly refused. He pretended not to see Xi Xi's big watery eyes full of grievances.
"It's integrity." Xi Xi pouted and unhappily said.
"Then if your father did your homework for you, Xi Xi would have deceived Teacher Mu, right? Is it a sign of dishonesty? "Yang Yi asked.
Although Xi Xi was unwilling, she still pouted and nodded.
"So, you have to finish your homework by yourself." Yang Yi lovingly rubbed the little girl's head and said, "When you finish your homework, I'll draw a duckling for you in your notebook, okay?"
This was a classic example of giving a carrot after a stick, but Xixi liked it very much.
"Really?" The little girl looked at her father in surprise.
"Of course! And I'll draw it on the page where you finished your homework! "Yang Yi said with a smile.
He knew his daughter's little thoughts. The little girl especially liked to "show off her father". She would tell her good friends anything good about her father. A small cartoon could also satisfy the little girl's vanity.
"PaPa, can you draw one more? Are you going to draw this one too? " Xi Xi looked at Yang Yi expectantly and pointed at the half-written page. Yang Yi had held the little fellow's hand and taught her to write.
"Well, it's possible, but that depends on whether Xi Xi is serious about her homework! In the middle, you can't look left and right, and you can't write carelessly. You have to write well. Then, Daddy will draw you a sunflower that can spit out a small sun! "Yang Yi laughed.
"Then PaPa, tell Mom that I'm going to do my homework. Don't disturb Xi Xi." The little girl was suddenly full of energy and kept pushing her father.
"Say what?" Murphy just came out of the shower. She was wearing a spaghetti strap nightdress. Her hair was wet, and the cotton spaghetti strap was wet and dry.
Today was only Thursday, but because Jin Yingming had something to do tomorrow, he had to go to school to attend a parent-teacher meeting for his son, who was in the first year of high school. In addition, Murphy was busy recording the program last weekend and had no time to accompany Xi Xi. Murphy simply gave both of them two days off and went back to the company on Sunday to continue recording songs.
"Let's talk about Xi Xi learning to write." Yang Yi stood up, took Murphy's soft shoulder, and said with a gentle smile, "Let's go to the balcony and chat. Don't disturb Xi Xi."
"Why? I want to see Xi Xi do her homework! "Murphy was a little confused.
"Oh, don't disturb me! You can't write well. " The little girl pouted and twisted her little mouth. She wanted to finish writing well and then let her father draw on it!
Murphy had to let Yang Yi take her hand and go to the balcony to talk. She was still worried about her daughter. "How is Xi Xi doing in kindergarten? Can she keep up with the writing lessons? "
"Don't worry about that. Xi Xi's performance has always been very good! Teacher Mu often praises Xi Xi to me, saying that she is well-behaved and smart, and that she learns to write very quickly! " Yang Yi shrugged and said, "I guess it's because Xi Xi can draw, unlike other children who have to start learning from holding a pen."
"That's great!" When Murphy heard the good news about her daughter, her slightly cold face couldn't help but smile. When she worked outside, Murphy was used to being cold and aloof. Only when she came home could she smile with Yang Yi.
"But don't praise her too much. This little girl is a little arrogant. She wants to act like a spoiled child when doing homework." Yang Yi said to Murphy.
In the room, Xi Xi was writing seriously. Yang Yi and Murphy were talking and looking at her. The little girl's appearance when she pursed her lips and wrote hard was also very cute.
"By the way, didn't you say that you hired a female student to help you take care of the coffee shop, and she also worked hard to open the shop at night for you?" Murphy said and turned the topic to Ding Xiang.
"Yes, when I picked you up just now, didn't you already see Ding Xiang from afar?"
"No, I just remembered when I saw Xi Xi doing her homework. I was a little worried about her studies. She has to help you take care of the coffee shop at night. What about her own studies?" Murphy said.
Yang Yi had no choice but to explain it to Mo Fei. He also listed a few times when there were fewer guests, "… Anyway, I don't intend to be very strict with her. As long as she does her usual work well, she can read books or even do something else during this time."
"From what you said, I feel that she is a very good girl." Murphy held Yang Yi's arm, and the two leaned against the railing and let the night wind blow.
"Yes, Ding Xiang is a good child. I heard from Guo Ziyi that her family is very poor in the mountains, and she has to earn money to pay for her tuition. When I took Xi Xi to the temple fair before, I saw her selling cotton candy. She is also very frugal. Before I ordered a uniform for her, she would wear a decent set of clothes over and over again. "Yang Yi sighed with emotion to Murphy.
"Well, it just so happens that my coffee shop is getting more and more customers, and I need someone to help me. Guo Ziyi also recommended Ding Xiang to me. I happen to know her before, and I know that this girl is not bad, so I invited her to work here. I also want to help her by giving her more money."
"You help Ding Xiang, and she is also helping you. What's more, by doing good deeds and accumulating good karma, you might even accumulate good karma for Xi Xi. This is a good thing." Murphy's mother was a Buddhist, and she was more or less influenced by it. She held Yang Yi's hand and said emotionally.
Yang Yi smiled. He didn't believe in Buddhism, but he also felt that Murphy was right. The concept of doing good deeds and accumulating good karma, in the words of the Internet from his previous life, was to accumulate karma!
"Has Ding Xiang gone back now?" Murphy held Yang Yi's wrist and looked at the time. It was already past 8: 30. She said with some regret, "I still want to see this girl. I don't know if I will have the chance tomorrow."
Yang Yi also mentioned Guo Ziyi, but Murphy had no interest in that little fatty. She still wanted to see Ding Xiang — after all, Ding Xiang was a girl …
Yang Yi also looked at his watch and said with a smile, "We close at 8: 30. It is now 8: 40. Ding Xiang definitely hasn't left. She must be cleaning. This girl, I told her many times to go back early, but she wouldn't listen …"
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